This is going to be one of those updates that I warned you about.....
On Monday I had blood drawn for my INR levels. I called my doctor Tuesday afternoon looking for the results. They hadn't received them. I called the Home Care Network (run by Jefferson Hospital in Philadelphia) looking for the results. They said they would try to reach the nurse and the lab (Qwest Diagnostics). My doctor called me back in a high dudgeon - "I have a patient with a life-threatening condition and a bleeding risk and I don't have blood readings since Friday morning?!" I called HCN who told me the nurse had the day off and she wasn't responding to phone calls, and the lab claimed they never got the sample. After another call from my doctor, who calmed down enough to remember I'm the victim here, we discussed options. Instead of sending me immediately to a local hospital emergency room for a blood draw, he arranged for a mobile lab to draw blood at my home this morning. Meanwhile what happened to Monday's sample we don't know. Perhaps the nurse is walking around with a vial of my blood in her pocket? Women have kept odder things of mine....
My doctor in the meantime reviewed my scripts and history from the hospital, and considers the blood monitoring as "inept." I've been bouncing between 1.6 and 1.9 INR for ten days and no one increased my script for Coumadin. Also, Lovanox comes in a 150 MG needle, but the hospital doctor on advice of the pharmacy gave me 60 and 80 - thus shorting my dose. So my doctor has written new scripts which I can pick up tomorrow at my local pharmacy, subject to a possible change depending on my blood reading this morning.
Physical therapy started today.... sort of. It was more instruction than suffering. The sufferfest starts Thursday......
Meanwhile I'm coping as best I can. I still can't get out of the chairs in the living room. I spend all day in the dining room, since those are the only chairs I can get out of. I'm a little more mobile in the kitchen, and I'm making my own meals - instant, of course. The commode my insurance paid for is destined for eBay, since I can use the toilet without problems. The shower, however, is another story. The head is a non-standard "fixed" model and I need a hand-held lest I flood the bathroom when I bathe. We got this last night and I hope to be able to shower today. I've been using my camping trick of cleaning myself with alcohol hand sanitizer, but that only works so long. I'm dirtier than I've ever been. I had a dream my photo was used for a story on Occupy Wall Street in the Huffington Post....